Suddenly, he felt a shiver of dread.
"Madam, don't tell me... Dao Yan was placed by your side by you, wasn't he?"
This damn cheapskate nephew is obviously a genius.
Could it be that he was pretending all along?
Are there people in this world who are better at acting than me?
Ji Changsheng had no clue before this.
The Saintess of Hehuan Sect laughed heartily on her cloud bed.
"You little guy, this is the first time I've seen you scared. It's delightful."
Ji Changsheng: "..."
He could accept being suppressed by women like the Saintess of Hehuan Sect and Fairy Linglong.
However, if Li Daoyan were a seasoned conspirator hiding in his midst all along, Ji Changsheng would struggle to accept this.
It was fortunate after all.
Reality proved that his judgment of his cheapskate nephew was accurate.
Li Daoyan retorted discontentedly, "Changsheng, what the hell are you talking about? How could I possibly infiltrate so close to you?"
